Tai Xuan Alliance, Beiting City.
Lord Beiting's somewhat disheveled figure appeared on the Territory Altar, and the direct lineage generals who had been waiting there hurriedly went up to him.
"Grand Duke/Lord!"
Lord Beiting was quite injured, and when asked about his gains, he regrettably shook his head.
Not a single gain.
The previously anticipated rewards for earning points were nonexistent as well.
This trip, he gained nothing but losses. Even without mentioning the risks he took along the way, even now returning safely, the damage to his Concept Saint Body requires a great deal of material and money to repair.
But then again, even if given another chance to choose, as long as he can make time, he would still go.
This is an immense opportunity for the Saint Realm, and if he didn't compete for it, he wouldn't be Lord Beiting.
A strong person should compete, as long as there's a glimmer of hope.
Of course, he wouldn't throw his life away for nothing.
